"This sudden fire really caught me off guard, Xiaosheng, don't get me wrong, let's go to Fengyue Tower to have two drinks, relive our old feelings, and let our friendship last forever. Wan Xiao said with a gentle smile. And elegantly took out the Tianmeng silk scarf of Tianshui Pavilion and wiped his nostrils.

"Wan Xiao, I don't know what kind of goods you have, you haven't reached the eighth level yet, and you still want to be with me, let me accompany you to waste your youth, dream, this girl won't play with you anymore, I'm going to break up with you!" Perhaps it was the outbreak of resentment for many years, and Liu Sheng felt comfortable physically and mentally when he shouted these words.

But for Wan Xiao at this time, this is impossible to accept, the sweet pictures of the past appear in my mind one by one, the former sea vows and mountain alliances, the past life and death together, the past nothing to talk about, it seems that it is still vivid.

When he was a child, he recalled that Xiaosheng climbed Qingyanggang, and the road was full of laughter. Suddenly, a sound snake burst out of the forest, Liu Sheng had just entered the fourth level at this time, and Wan Xiao had only just entered the sixth level, but the sound snake was the existence of the sound disciple realm. In order to protect Xiao Sheng, he did not hesitate to risk his life to fight to the death, he used the Yinwu Quan he had just learned to bombard forward over and over again, under the threat of death, Yinwu Quan broke through to the fist one ruler, and under the blessing of the sound pattern multiplied, he finally knocked away the Yinli snake with scaly wounds all over his body.

However, the scales of the sound snake pierced deep into Wan Xiao's abdomen, and Wan Xiao at this time had already invaded the blood by the toxins of the scales and was unconscious.

Liu Sheng cried and carried Wan Xiao back to Wanjia, and it was Wan Jianming who used the power of the sound pattern at the level of a great musician to force the toxin out and survive. To this day, the wound in my abdomen is still aching, and I am still in school......

Wan Xiao looked at Liu Sheng blankly, closed his eyes in pain, and said, "Xiao Sheng, do you really want to be like this? Are you forced, tell me, is it the Liu family, I will go back and tell Abba, we ...... We're fine, I'm not afraid of obstruction, I just want to be with you, can't I? I'll give you whatever you want......" Wan Xiao repeated incoherently with tears.

At this time, Liu Sheng, whose face was slightly angry, looked at Wan Xiao, who was deeply shocked, and couldn't help but recall the past, she couldn't help but have a sour nose, but then gritted her teeth, and her eyes were replaced by a touch of firmness.

She replied slowly: "Wan Xiao, you are really too good to me, let me feel how good you are to me, your love is too cheap in my eyes, your current cultivation speed can only be a common man, and my Liu Sheng's man is destined to become the Yin Sect Yin Emperor, and I am even more unwilling to be this small Yuanchi City, the sea of stars outside is my goal, I'm sorry, Wan Xiao, you and I know each other, the little woman has no regrets, I wish the son to meet the beauty again!" Let's say, as soon as she landed on her feet, she disappeared in place as if flying, turning into a ray of light and flying to the west.

Wan Xiao looked at the place where Liu Sheng disappeared sluggishly, he subconsciously thought that this was a dream, but the residual girl's body fragrance on the tip of his nose told him the truth of all this.

He muttered, "Is that really the case? Xiao Sheng, it's me who is too weak and is dragging down your future." With that, his eyes went dark, and he fell straight back.

In the dark, it seems that I heard a lot of people shouting "Young Master!" Maybe it's an illusion, he laughed self-deprecatingly, I am a waste of firewood, I guess the world knows everything, no matter what, paper can't contain fire......

Wanjia, Wanxiao Mansion, a man with a heavy face walked around the room, and a graceful and luxurious lady next to him was crying. There was a young man with a delicate face lying on the bed, but at this time the young man was pale, his eyes were closed, and an old doctor was treating the young man.

"Master, the young master's body is gradually becoming normal, because the blood supply to the body is insufficient due to the stimulation of external objects, and the blood and qi are surging, presumably it should have suffered some blow, after all, there is no wound on the body. ”

"Okay, you can go back and rest first. The middle-aged man's face turned cloudy and clear.

"Don't cry, it's okay to laugh, cry and cry, what do you look like. "The middle-aged man is the patriarch of the Wan family, Wan Jianming. That noble woman is none other than Jin Hong, Wan Xiao's mother.

Jin Hong wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said with joy on her face, "It's okay to laugh and laugh, but it makes me die in a hurry." ”

"What will happen to my Wan Jianming's baby, I'll go first, there are still some things waiting for me to deal with in the clan. Wan Jianming said.

"You won't accompany Xiaoxiao, is there such a father?" Jin Hong said resentfully.

"Men, if they don't know how to live up to the sky, under the protection of their families, they will not grow up in the end. If he can't even get over this hurdle, then his life will end here. Wan Jianming replied without replying.

"Okay, that's what I'm saying, the young eagle can't always grow under the protection of the eagle, it will eventually fly to the blue sky, too much intervention can only restrain his growth, Jian Ming, I understand" Jin Hong got up and suddenly realized.

"Relying on yourself is the king" Wan Jianming's voice floated from afar.

Wan Xiao opened his eyes with great difficulty, there was no light, and it was pitch black as far as the eye could see.

"Is it dark?" he said to himself. He touched his psychic Kunpeng jade with his hand, he was not afraid of losing it, he just wanted to borrow a light, because the darkness around him made his heart palpitate for a while.

But he screamed casually, because under him was not a bed, but a viscous liquid like seawater, and he retracted his hand, because he felt that under him, there was blood, and this piece was a sea of blood......

Taking a deep breath, he really wondered if he was in hell, "no matter", it was better to be a good ghost, to be martyred for love", he laughed self-deprecatingly, and muttered to himself.

So he took the initiative to row forward, and sure enough, an inexplicable force restrained him, making him unable to move, and he tried to use the sound martial arts fist to vibrate the surrounding sound lines, so as to get himself out of trouble, but what frightened him was that there were no sound lines around......